Chapter 105 - Guardrails

I stand in front of a full-length mirror, my reflection framed by the delicate curve of the gilded edges. I watch the way the smooth silk of my midnight blue dress clings to my body, accentuating my curves and cascading until my knees.

Then I adjust the thin straps over my shoulders. The anticipation of my romantic date with Liam is making my heart race.

There is a knock on the door and I say, “Come in,” my voice sounding happier.

The soft click of heels makes my hand pause on the fabric of my dress. I turn my attention to the guest and see Scarlet looking me up and down. I purse my lips at her beauty. She is definitely a sight in yet another red dress–a contrast to her creamy skin.

Scarlet’s eyes take in every inch of me, appraising me like a predator sizing up its prey. “Hmmm,” she mutters. “You are starting to look the part of being Liam Chapman’s wife.”

“I am his wife,” I tell her. I am just not sure until when.

“It’s a pity, really,” she says, her voice dripping with sacchar